Luyện nghe bài hát The Ritual

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, bigger, why fuck?
Killer, blood spiller, bitch, a Mac truck
Bad luck with this black buck
Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, bigger, why fuck?
Killer, spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck
Bad fuckin' with this black buck
Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a in the furnace

nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck?
Killer, blood spiller, bitch, a Mac truck
Bad luck fuckin' with black buck
Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, bigger, why fuck?
Killer, blood spiller, bitch, a mac truck
Bad luck fuckin' with this buck
Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace

Nigga I'm complicated down to my strut
Like the way I hold my gat flat on its side a pug
And I'm tickling the make it laugh from its gut
You think I'm a comedian the way it erupts

Nigga what? I the ashes and dust
All that's sittin up in ya chin that's got ya in a rut
You can fire, hold fire, son, I'm smokin you up
You can whistle desires even Buddha got snuffed

now I'm standing on the corner of wow
Exclamations pointed at me 'cuz I'm gettin' these
Got these kids inventing adjectives and renown
I am nigga, I am

Nigga please, the earth, the air, the fire and the
dimension, fourth dimension, fifth dimension with ease
Oh, the chicken thought I've got ya smokin' them trees
Ask your front door my sawed off got you snortin' them keys

Nigga what? But I ain't gonna knock up
When it's time to meet your maker ain't no the plot
You're an in the series nigga, I own the lot
And I'm here to serve these royalties gold in a pot

Callin' and have nots
Callin' and have nots
Callin' and have nots
haves and have nots

Callin' haves and nots
Callin' haves and nots
Callin' haves and nots
Callin' haves and have

Hey, ain't no need to that
Hey, no need to stop that
Hey, ain't no need to stop
Hey, ain't no

God and pussy, objects of
And ill repute some rather seek up
dig and grind that inner truth
The of my eye

A bit too fly to
any other form than the Messiah's black Mariah
Mothership, grandmother and sea
The wave and form of beauty of Eden's apple tree
And every single stands erect and prays to be
The follower she sweet communion, holy union

Let me see you run it just like
Move your hips side to side
forward, push it back
Let me know firsthand the land of glory I lack
I surrender all to you if you back

Holy God where'd you learn to squeeze it and then
Move it slow enough for me to question
You slowly start to tremble heaven's walls to sing
Tsunami after cosmic slop on everything

Hey, no need to stop that
Hey, ain't no need to stop

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why
(Ain't no need to that)
Killer, spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck
Bad luck fuckin' with black buck
Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why
Killer, blood spiller, bitch, a Mac truck
Bad luck fuckin' with this black
Bigger Thomas I promise, a corpse in the furnace